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  “Youcarryyouryearswell,Mr。Sabin。Yetwhileweareonthesubject,doyouknowthatLondonistheunhealthiestcityintheworld?“

  “Iamalwaysremarkablywellhere,“Mr。Sabinsaiddrily。

  “Londonhaschangedsinceyourlastvisit,“LordRobertsaid,withagentlesmile。“BelievemeifIsay-asyoursincerewell-wisher-thatthereissomethingintheairatpresentpositivelyunwholesometoyou。Iamnotsurethatunwholesomeisnottooweakaword。“

  “Isthisofficial?“Mr。Sabinaskedquietly。

  Theyoungmanfingeredthegoldchainwhichdisappearedinhistrouserspocket。

  “NeedIintroducemyself?“heasked。

  “Quiteunnecessary,“Mr。Sabinassuredhim。“Permitmetoreflectforafewminutes。Yourvisitcomesuponmeasasurprise。Willyousmoke?Therearecigarettesatyourelbow。“

  “Iamentirelyatyourservice,“LordRobertanswered。“Thanks,I

  willtryoneofyourcigarettes。Youwerealwaysfamousforyourtobacco。“

  Therewasashortsilence。Mr。Sabinhadseldomfounditmoredifficulttoseethewaybeforehim。

  “Iimagined,“hesaidatlast,“fromseverallittleincidentswhichoccurredprevioustomyleavingNewYorkthatmypresenceherewasregardedassuperfluous。Doyouknow,IbelievethatIcouldconvinceyoutothecontrary。“

  LordRobertraisedhiseyebrows。

  “Mr。dearMr。Sabin,“hesaid,“prayreflect。Iamamessenger。

  Nomore!Ahiredcommissionaire!“

  Mr。Sabinbowed。

  “Youareanambassador!“hesaid。

  Theyoungmanshookhishead。

  “Youmagnifymyposition,“hedeclared。“MyerrandisdonewhenI

  remindyouthatitismanyyearssinceyouvisitedParis,thatViennaisasfascinatingacityasever,andPesthafewhoursjourneybeyond。ButLondon-no,Londonisnotpossibleforyou。

  AftertheseventhdayfromthisLondonwouldbeworsethanimpossible。“

  Mr。Sabinsmokedthoughtfullyforafewmoments。

  “LordRobert,“hesaid,“Ihave,Ibelieve,therightofapersonalappeal。Idesiretomakeit。“

  LordRobertlookedpositivelydistressed。

  “Mydearsir,“hesaid,“therightofappeal,anyrightofanysort,belongsonlytothosewithinthecircle。“

  “Exactly,“Mr。Sabinagreed。“Iclaimtobelongthere。“

  LordRobertsshruggedhisshoulders。

  “Youforcemetoremindyou,“hesaid,“ofacertaindecree-adecreeofexpulsionpassedfiveyearsago,andofwhichIpresumeduenotificationwasgiventoyou。“

  Mr。Sabinshookhisheadveryslowly。

  “Idenythelegalityofthatdecree,“hesaid。“Therecanbenosuchthingasexpulsion。“

  “TherewasLefanu,“LordRobertmurmured。

  “Hedied,“Mr。Sabinanswered。“Thatwasreasonableenough。“

  “Yourserviceshadbeengreat,“LordRobertsaid,“andyourfaultwasbutvenial。“

  “Nevertheless,“Mr。Sabinsaid,“theonewaslogical,theotherisnot。“

  “Youclaim,then,“theyoungmansaid,“tobestillwithinthecircle?“

  “Certainly!“

  “Youareawarethatthisisaverydangerousclaim?“

  Mr。Sabinsmiled,buthesaidnothing。LordRoberthastenedtoexcusehimself。

  “Ibegyourpardon,“hesaid。“Ishouldhaveknownbetterthantohaveusedsuchawordtoyou。Permitmetotakemyleave。“

  Mr。Sabinrose。

  “Ithankyou,sir,“hesaid,“forthecourteousmannerinwhichyouhavedischargedyourmission。“

  LordRobertbowed。

  “Mygoodwishes,“hesaid,“areyours。“

  Mr。SabinwhenalonecalledDusontohim。

  “Haveyouanyreporttomake,Duson?“heasked。

  “None,sir!“

  Mr。Sabindismissedhimimpatiently。

  “Afterall,Iamgettingold。Heisyoungandheisstrong-aworthyantagonist。Come,letusseewhatthislittlevolumehastosayabouthim。“

  Heturnedoverthepagesrapidlyandreadaloud。

  “ReginaldCyrilBrott,born18-,sonofJohnReginaldBrott,Esq。,ofManchester。EducatedatHarrowandMertonCollege,Cambridge,M。A。,LL。D。,andwinneroftheRudlockHistoryPrize。Alsotenthwrangler。Enteredthediplomaticserviceonleavingcollege,andservedasjuniorattacheatVienna。“

  Mr。Sabinlaiddownthevolume,andmadealittlecalculation。Attheendofithehadmadeadiscovery。Hisfacewasverywhiteandset。

  “IwasatPetersburg,“hemuttered。“NowIthinkofit,IheardsomethingofayoungEnglishattache。But-“

  Hetouchedthebell。

  “Duson,acarriage!“

  AtCamperdownHousehelearnedthatHelenewasout-shopping,thehallporterbelieved。Mr。SabindroveslowlydownBondStreet,andwasrewardedbyseeingherbroughamoutsideafamousmilliner’s。Hewaitedforheruponthepavement。Presentlyshecameoutandsmiledhergreetingsuponhim。

  “Youwerewaitingforme?“sheasked。

  “Isawyourcarriage。“

  “Howdelightfulofyou。Letmetakeyoubacktoluncheon。“

  Heshookhishead。

  “Iamafraid,“hesaid,“thatIshouldbepoorcompany。MayI

  drivehomewithyou,atanyrate,whenyouhavefinished?“

  “Ofcourseyoumay,andforluncheonweshallbequitealone,unlesssomebodydropsin。“

  Hetookhisseatbesideherinthecarriage。“Helene,“hesaid,“I

  aminterestedinMr。Brott。No,don’tlookatmelikethat。Youneedhavenofear。Myinterestisinhimasaman,andnotasapolitician。Theotherdaysareoveranddonewithnow。Iamonthedefensiveandhardpressed。“

  Herfacewasbrightwithsympathy。Sheforgoteverythingexceptheroldadmirationforhim。Intheclashingoftheirwillsthevictoryhadremainedwithher。Andasforthosethingswhichhehaddone,thecauseatleasthadbeenagreatone。Herhappinesshadcometoherthroughhim。Sheborehimnogrudgeforthatfierceoppositionwhich,afterall,hadbeenfruitless。

  “Ibelieveyou,UNCLE,“shesaidaffectionately。“IfIcanhelpyouinanywayIwill。“

  “ThisMr。Brott!Hegoesverylittleintosociety,Ibelieve。“

  “Scarcelyever,“sheanswered。“HecametousbecausemyhusbandisoneofthefewRadicalpeers。“

  “Youhavenotheardofanyrecentchangeinhim-inthisrespect?“

  “Well,IdidhearWolfendonchaffinghimtheotherdayaboutsomebody,“shesaid。“Oh,Iknow。HehasbeengoingoftentotheDuchessofDorset’s。HeissuchanultraRadical,youknow,andtheDorsetsarefierceTories。WolfendonsaysitisamostunwisethingforagoodRadicalwhowantstoretaintheconfidenceofthepeopletobeseenaboutwithaDuchess。“

  “TheDuchessofDorset,“Mr。Sabinremarked,“mustbe,well-amiddle-agedwoman。“

  Helenelaughed。

  “Sheissixtyifsheisaday。ButIdaresaysheherselfisnottheattraction。Thereisaverybeautifulwomanstayingwithher-theCountessRadantz。AHungarian,Ibelieve。“

  Mr。Sabinsatquitestill。HisfacewasturnedawayfromHelene。

  Sheherselfwassmilingoutofthewindowatsomeacquaintances。

  “IwonderifthereisanythingmorethatIcantellyou?“sheaskedpresently。

  Heturnedtowardsherwithafaintsmile。

  “Youhavetoldme,“hesaid,“allthatIwanttoknow。“

  Shewasstruckbythechangeinhisface,thequietnessofhistonewasominous。

  “AmImeanttounderstand?“shesaiddubiously“becauseIdon’tintheleast。Itseemstomethathavetoldyounothing。IcannotimaginewhatMr。Brottandyouhaveincommon。“

  “Ifyourinvitationtolunchstillholdsgood,“hesaid,“mayI

  acceptit?Afterwards,ifyoucansparemeafewminutesIwillmakethingsquitecleartoyou。

  Shelaughed。

  “Youwillfind,“shedeclared,“thatIshallleaveyoulittlepeaceforluncheon。Iamconsumedwithcuriosity。“

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